One of the Nicer Clubs With a Good Effort by Staff

Arrived about 6:30 pm. No cover. No ID check. No pat down.

The room is divided into two sections. On the left as you enter, all tables. On the right were a few tables, bench seating along the divider, the bar, and a stage. Furnishings were a bit dated, but intact; no rips in the upholstery or gum under the tables. Lots of red lighting, but it was clear enough that you can see people easily. The stage is well lit.

There were about five girls and one other monger. Lots of Classic Rock played. Nearly too loud to hold a conversation. (Sorry that I had forgotten my earplugs.) The mesero was Yoel. He didn’t speak any English, but worked with my limited Spanish and my Google Translate. “Soon I will bring you a girl that speaks a little English, but she is eating right now.” I told him that there wasn’t any rush.